Senior, please forgive me!don't pull my skirt

Some of the wontons at noon were still cooked, floating in the boiling water.

Mu Junchen changed into a set of old clothes that my neighbor's uncle gave me because it was too big, so I washed my old clothes and wiped my hair with a towel, and sneezed earth-shatteringly. I.

"It's okay, my grandma can't hear you." I fished out the wontons, put them on the table, and put a spoon in them, "Eat."

Mu Junchen sat down and ate, like a starving ghost, crying and sobbing while eating.

"Eat slowly, it's very hot!" I was frightened by the speed of his eating, so I took off my coat and put it on his back.

Mu Junchen didn't listen at all, and put the hot wontons into his mouth one after another, his face twitched from the heat.

I had to take a bowl and snatch his spoon away.

"No, don't you want to eat it?"

Mu Junchen put a towel on his head and looked at me pitifully, with an expression of being so injured that he wanted to pout on the spot.

Without saying a word, I scooped out the wontons from the soup bowl with a spoon and put them in a small bowl, let it cool down, poured a few spoonfuls of soup on it, and put it on the table, "Eat it."

Mu Junchen stared straight at me, his eyes were exactly the same as when he looked at Wonton before, his face was pale, and his lips were purple.

I turned away and went up to the attic.

From downstairs came the sound of Mu Junchen's breathing.

I took my clothes and went down, threw them on the chair, and saw that the wonton bowl was empty, and he was drinking the soup spoon by spoon.

"Are you full?"

Mu Junchen looked a little shy and shook his head.

I scrambled an egg fried rice for him, chopped up the pumpkin leaves and cut some pork into it to cook a bowl of vegetable soup.

Mu Junchen ate like a pig. I watched Mu Junchen eat while I watched Mu Junchen eat while watching the coal stove.

The water boiled, I took down the iron pot and poured it into the bucket, then took the pot of cold water and boiled it, and then I thought about Mu Junchen crying.

It's strange, a person who is usually so sloppy and has so many bad tricks, sometimes cries so pitifully, and even asks me like a beggar, "Can I have some food?"

That tone was very similar to that when I first met the little fat man when I was a child, he cried and asked me for food and said that he was going to starve to death.

I sighed, Mu Junchen had already finished eating, he picked up the few pumpkin leaves with his chopsticks, secretly glanced at me, didn't get up, and didn't speak.

But the legs are shaking.

The second pot of water is almost boiled.

"Take a hot bath." I poured the water into the bucket and mixed a few spoonfuls of cold water into it, "Come here to test the temperature of the water?"

His expression was very surprised, he was stunned for a while, immediately got up, put his hand into the bucket, and nodded: "Yes."

I led him to the bathing hut, and he followed me with the bucket.

"This curtain, hang these two ropes in the nails on the wall so it won't be blown away by the wind."

I put the sandals inside and let him go in to take a bath.

As soon as the curtain was lowered, the sound of Mu Junchen undressing and chattering teeth could be heard from inside.

I went to boil a pot of hot water again, opened a little curtain and passed it in for him.

I really doubt that something will happen to him because of the rain. The old people in the village always say that people should not be exposed to the rain. His stomach was full and his whole body was drenched.

So I went to the attic to get another blanket, and as soon as Mu Junchen came out of the hut, I wrapped him up.

After Mu Junchen took a hot bath, his complexion improved a bit, and he looked at me with bright eyes while clutching the blanket.

Then came another earth-shattering sneeze.

"Go up to sleep." I said, "Do you dare to climb this ladder?"

"Dare, dare, dare." Mu Junchen immediately climbed up.

I turned on the light and climbed up inside Mu Junchen's cell phone light.

"You go to bed."

I opened the small aluminum wire lamp in the attic, pointed to the bed, pulled off the blanket from Mu Junchen's body and wrapped it around myself, and fell asleep on the floor made of several thick cardboards.

Mu Junchen stood still, looked at me puzzled for a while, and said, "I sleep on the floor."

"Go to bed quickly and stop talking nonsense. You may have a fever later in the rain. Go to the quilt. If you have a high fever tomorrow morning and can't walk, I won't care about you. I can't hold you if you are so heavy." Get down to the attic."

I simply closed my eyes.

Mu Junchen went to bed.

"The light rope is on your side, just pull it."

Mu Junchen turned on the light obediently, and it was still raining outside, so he could finally sleep.

"Can't we sleep on the bed together?" Mu Junchen asked in the dark.

Me: "I won't share a bed with you."

After a while, Mu Junchen said again: "I'm so cold, Lu Huai, I suspect I'm going to have a fever."

Me: "Wait until you really have a fever, please don't bother me, I'm going to sleep."

At last he was silent.

However, after a while, there was a crackling sound of sniffling and sniffling.

I:"……"

It's really enough of this big bitch.

Me: "What are you doing?"

Mu Junchen: "I haven't eaten all day...waiting for you outside hungry...now I have a fever, and you don't care about me...uh..."

"Who forced you not to eat?"

Mu Junchen felt aggrieved: "This poor village of yours doesn't even have a fucking restaurant... Let's forget about restaurants, and you can't even find a small shop... Let me tell you, if you go down late and open the door for a while, I might starve to death at the back door of your grandma's house..."

I don't care about him.

"I'm so uncomfortable... so cold, you just want to freeze me to death... You are too cruel, aren't you just angry with that nasty joke? You are stingy..."

I stood up unbearably, and Mu Junchen, who was lying on his stomach wiping tears on my pillow, immediately turned over face up.I put my hand on his forehead and then on my own.

"I don't have a fever, go to sleep, can you stop chattering?"

Mu Junchen: "Touch it once and you'll be sure? You touch it again, for a little longer."

I really thought he was noisy, and I was afraid that if I didn't touch him later, I would babble endlessly, so I had to put my hand on him again.

But this time, as soon as his hand was placed on his forehead, Mu Junchen suddenly reached out and grabbed my arm, and with a strong force, he pulled me down on him, and then pushed me down, and the quilt lifted me and rolled me in.

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